(2015)
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…